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... ore. He dropped back into his chair, fork scraping against the edge of his plate as he sat.
Mireilla gave him a sidelong glance, her voice softer than usual. "Don’t take it to heart."
"I didn’t," Toven muttered, stabbing a piece of roasted fowl and shoving it into his mouth. He chewed, swallowed, then added with a grumble, "But it’s annoying."
Mireilla smirked faintly into her mug. "Can’t refute that."
Caeden set his cup down with quiet precision. "Lucavion warned ...
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